[The month started out normally enough, at least as far as being in an entirely different world can be considered normal. With the change of the seasons and the proper thawing of the local bodies of water, Adol has taken to using his spare time to fish.
...Unfortunately, he has no concept of a fishing license or places he might not be allowed to fish, so someone might want to direct him to a dock designated for this kind of thing before someone from Fish and Wildlife gets on him for fishing in park ponds...]
II - Back in Rooniform
[Just as it was pretty much inevitable that Adol would end up kidnapped by the Fair Folk, so too is no surprise that the situation escalated a bit. But really, how was he supposed to know that chest was off-limits? It was just sitting there at the end of a hallway and he apologized for eating the admittedly delicious contents, so he can't help but feel a little put out about being in a furry situation.
Again.
Oh well. At least his little paws can still hold paper and pen, so his quest to map the whole place can continue, even if vocal communication is, practically speaking, no longer an option. Hence, an odd little red creature of unknown origin can be found perched in various spots, looking at a map and muttering to himself in an unknown language.]
Adol Christin | Ys series | OTA
[The month started out normally enough, at least as far as being in an entirely different world can be considered normal. With the change of the seasons and the proper thawing of the local bodies of water, Adol has taken to using his spare time to fish.
...Unfortunately, he has no concept of a fishing license or places he might not be allowed to fish, so someone might want to direct him to a dock designated for this kind of thing before someone from Fish and Wildlife gets on him for fishing in park ponds...]
II - Back in Rooniform
[Just as it was pretty much inevitable that Adol would end up kidnapped by the Fair Folk, so too is no surprise that the situation escalated a bit. But really, how was he supposed to know that chest was off-limits? It was just sitting there at the end of a hallway and he apologized for eating the admittedly delicious contents, so he can't help but feel a little put out about being in a furry situation.
Again.
Oh well. At least his little paws can still hold paper and pen, so his quest to map the whole place can continue, even if vocal communication is, practically speaking, no longer an option. Hence, an odd little red creature of unknown origin can be found perched in various spots, looking at a map and muttering to himself in an unknown language.]
III - Anything Goes
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